Journey to the West: I Am Entertaining in the Great Tang

Someone once said that Sun Wukong was already dead when he entered the gossip stove, and that it was his unyielding grievance that jumped out of the gossip stove!

Someone once said that the four people traveling westward are fighting for their faith, for freedom and the goodness of their hearts. They are also fighting for dissatisfaction with the mighty power of the world, and they don't want to be puppets and make a living!

So they died in battle!

Someone once said that Monkey King and others obtained the scriptures and became Buddhas!

But it is also said that although they have become Buddhas, they are no longer what they used to be!

When Monkey King jumped out of Wuzhi Mountain, he had already become a gang of puppets. At the moment when he became a fighting and defeating Buddha, the Monkey King who dared to shout "Jade Emperor take turns, come to my house next year" was dead!

Fighting and defeating the Buddha is a name but nothing!

Jin Chanzi will never be the one who dared to question the Buddha.

Monk Sha is no longer a general of the roller blind, but just made a dispensable golden body.

Zhu Bajie is no longer the canopy marshal in charge of Tianhe's 100,000 sailors, but a lazy pig!

As for the little white dragon that has stepped through thousands of mountains and rivers, he finally became the eight Tianlong Guangli Bodhisattva, with a nice name, but it is an ornament hovering on the pillars of Lingshan!

"If the sky crushes me, split the day! If the land restrains me and smashes the land. I wait for my life to be free, who dares to stand tall!"

"I've been to this world, I've fought, I've loved it deeply. I don't care about the ending!"

Every word is engraved in everyone's mind, and tears flow down unknowingly in their craziness!

This night, I don’t know how many people walked out of the room and roared at the sky, as if they were telling the injustice of the heavens and the so-called kindness to the power of heaven and earth!

......

"Hey! Where can I be born free? I wait, it's just chess pieces, and even chess pieces aren't even considered, it's sad!"

At Guogong Mansion, Cheng Yaojin sighed and put down the book with complicated eyes.

"Who wrote this Zhu Xian? Annoyed my old lady! You actually wrote Baguio to death? Will you write a story!"

Beside, the plump, graceful Madam Cheng held a roll of Zhu Xian and cursed angrily.

Cheng Yaojin looked at his wife dumbfounded.

......

"I've been to this world, I've fought, I've loved it deeply. I don't care about the ending!"

In the imperial palace, the imperial study room, Li Shimin put down the books in his hands, his eyes faint.

Silence, silence, depression.

The entire imperial study room is extremely quiet, but it is brightly lit, but it does not shine in the darkness outside.

Behind him, a man wearing official costumes trembled and bowed his head silently, as if he hadn't heard the emperor's murmur.

"Xiao Dezi, you said, as the emperor of the world, I am the emperor of the ninety-five years, aloft, living humiliation?"

After a while, Li Shimin suddenly asked.

"This... Your Majesty is the true king, naturally... Naturally..."

The old **** behind him heard the words, as if awakened in a dream, trembling, but as he spoke, under Li Shimin's plain gaze, he couldn't speak anymore.

Humiliated?

How can you not be humiliated?

The nine-five emperor, but he was crushed by a group of gods, he didn't dare to resist even the slightest, but did he dare to resist?

Dare not!

Because I can't resist!

"Hey, it turns out that even you old man thinks that I am just a puppet emperor, without a soul. Even if you think of Monkey King, you dare to resist and fight the heavens and the earth, but I..."

Li Shimin sighed, but didn't blame him, he could only blame himself for incompetence and lack of strength, this was the original sin!

......

In the depths of the palace, the queen’s bedroom, on the bed, after the light gauze, Miaoman is plump and attractive. Empress Wende leaned gently on the side of the bed, holding a volume of books in her hand. However, at this time, she was completely changed. The gentle image of the past.

In the beautiful eyes, the cold light flickered, and the eyebrows were frowned, which made people feel pity.

That night, the deadly Chang'an city boiled, like a virus, spreading out at an extremely fast speed!

Note: In the Tang Dynasty, fullness is regarded as beauty, not obesity!